How could you know what it feels like to fight the hounds of hell?You think you know me so wellHow could you know what it feels like to be outside yourself?You think you know me so wellI just want you to realize I blame, I blame myselfBlame, blame, blame myselfI blame I blame, blame myself for my reputation

Just a face without a choiceTrust you'd never like to guess what I think above these shouldersI was 10 years old without a voiceI feel like nothing's really changed now I'm just a little older

How could you know what it feels like to fight the hounds of hell?You think you know me so wellHow could you know what it feels like to be outside yourself?You think you know me so wellI just want you to realize I blame, I blame myselfBlame, blame, blame myselfI blame, I blame, blame myself for my reputation